7/16/09

A few days ago while visiting my parents, I went upstairs with some lighting equipment to play around with only to find the place ransacked with toys. Little toys. Leaving nowhere to step without breaking off a head or crushing a wheel. I dropped all my gear and began raking the toys up with my arms when I noticed I had destroyed an afternoon of serious Star Wars drama.

I stepped back and surveyed the various vignettes of play. There wasn't much left. But from I can tell...

It's pretty obvious what fate these three unlucky men met ala Han Solo-style.




Here is a bird's eye view of the torturous deed.




This young (and green?) Jedi will not be on his way anytime soon.




And left with no plan of attack, we find our hero has decided to sleep on it.


3 comments:

Product Superior Jenn July 21, 2009 at 6:41 PM  

I love this set of photos and the idea of walking in on this whole stage setting of play! I only wonder what it was before you scooped it all up. I like the last shot best—what on earth was going on?

Cara July 23, 2009 at 10:02 AM  

Thanks!

The last shot is a perfect example of what happens when you let your little sister play Star Wars with you ;)

I wouldn't be surprised if she fed him a bottle before tucking him in to the plush little bed.

Moo! July 25, 2009 at 11:47 AM  

I love this series. I wish I had star was toys. I was always jealous of my cousin that had a storm trooper helmet. Honestly I can't even pick which I like best.